Now I have Lyme disease - the price of living in the country!
July 31st, 2005 by Jess StrattonFriggin’ ticks. That’s all I have to say. Those freakin’ #$#@$%#% ticks.
Last year my sweet Reboot became infected while we were on vacation. My parents saw her go from appearing to not feel well, to being so lame, she could not even be able to drag herself off the couch and walk. After a month of antibiotics, she made a full recovery.
Apparently it’s my turn now. The day before yesterday, I started popping the Aleve for a headache that wouldn’t go away. Very rare for me. I never even get sick. (We won’t talk about Lotusphere. Those responsible, you know who you are! Been there, blogged that!)
Last night I knew I felt terrible. By terrible, I mean having a neck so stiff and painful, that I’m at a loss for an appropriate simile or metaphor. Now THAT’S rare. I can come up with a simile or metaphor for anything. It’s a skill.
This morning, a lovely fever brought the whole package together nicely, along with a red circle on my shoulder. Not to mention the feeling that a 300-pound midget was permanently sitting on my chest, it felt so heavy. (ahhh… now she’s getting her imagery back!)
I was given a month’s supply of doxycycline, along with a warning to stay out of the sun. Noooo problem. I hope the symptoms go away in a few days, I’m really not sure how long the initial symptoms are supposed to last. At least I have a light week coming up. Not that I could do any of it, at this point. In the meantime, I’m on the couch (pretty much unable to move) with my lappy and wireless, and my darling hubby doing an awesome job taking care of me. If you see me on IM, say hi… I’ll be bored stiff (the jokes never stop, folks).
The only thing good that ever came out of ticks as far as I’m concerned is Patrick Warburton’s persona as the “big blue bug of justice”, aka, The Tick.
I guess it’s a little worth it for that.


